| Everybody listen up cuz I’m about to get my speak on |
| Fools be trippin' when it’s time to get their freak on |
| Runnin' round town |
| Puttin' it down |
| Without no protection |
| Funny erection |
| When it’s time for selection |
| What’s your direction? |
| Before you make a choice you betta do some inspection |
| If you don’t know my aim, an' |
| Don’t know my game, then |
| Let me explain now |
| Aiesha slept wit' Mark |
| Then Mark slept wit' Tina |
| Then Tina slept wit' Javier |
| An' the first time he seen her |
| Javier slept wit' Loopy |
| An' Loopy slept wit' Rob |
| Cuz he was rollin' on beeds an' had a goodass job |
| Rob slept wit' Lisa who slept wit' Steve, an' |
| Steve was positive |
| What started off as a plan |
| Ended up in the plot |
| Ya betta cool ya ass off |
| Cuz it’s too damn hot… |
| Oooh It’s Too Hot |
| T o o H o t |
| Too Hot lady |
| T o o H o t |
| Gotta run for shelter |
| Gotta run for shade |
| It’s Too Hot |
| T o o H o t |
| Too Hot homie |
| T o o H o t |
| Gotta make some sense from this mess that we made |
| Your doin' everything momma told ya not to do |
| Now you’re tryin' to walk away cuz ya know it’s true |
| Your sister can’t explain, an' |
| Your mother’s ashamed |
| to admit you both had the same last name |
| I don’t have to ask you where you’ve been |
| Cuz the matches in your purse say Holiday Inn |
| A mind is a terrible thing to waste that was the slogan |
| But now it’s '95 an' it’s don’t forget the Trojan |
| Explained it to her momma |
| Before somebody get her got her |
| Help her to the game with those smooth talkin' niggas |
| 'Love' is the word |
| So is 'remember' it often heard |
| Latex |
| Safe sex |
| You better learn to get hip to the facts |
| Before you be yacko |
| End up in a box on your back |
| Sometimes ya axed me what you wanted |
| Get what you got |
| Don’t get up in the plot |
| It’s too damn hot… |
| Another day in the city, an' |
| Know what a pity |
| Even though we did our duty things are still lookin' shitty |
| Everybody in the packstack tryin' to make some scraps |
| Walkin' in the rain but they ain’t got no hat |
| Understand how we livin' in the 90's loc |
| Nuclear waste, cannibalism, and pistol smoke |
| Sex, lies, and videotape an' rape |
| Just a little public crime can seal your fate |
| We need to do something drastic shit |
| It’s gettin' tragic |
| And if you don’t believe me |
| Then go ask Magic |
| Everybody an' their momma preaching abstenence, these |
| Kids ain’t checking for abster shit |
| So put a condom in their hand and hope it don’t bust |
| Another victim of the lust |
| In God we trust |
| What started off as a plan |
| Ended up in the plot |
| Water can’t cool it off cuz it’s too damn hot… |
| -Chorus (extended) — |